Cream Puff Murder (A Hannah Swensen Mystery, Bk. 11)

With the launch party of her mother's novel around the corner, Hannah has a dress to fit into and a date with Lake Eden's newest health club, Heavenly Bodies. Dragging herself out of bed on a frigid Minnesota morning for exercise is bad enough. Discovering a dead body floating in the gym's jacuzzi? Okay, that's worse. Nor does it help that there's a plate of The Cookie Jar's very own cream puffs garnishing the murder scene. That the cream puffs were purchased by Hannah's part-time flame, Detective Mike Kingston, is simply the icing on what's shaping up to be one very messy cake. Seems Ronni Ward, a fitness instructor who had a habit of throwing her own heavenly body at any man, eligible or not, worked up quite a list of enemies. Between narrowing that list down to fewer than half the town's female population and resisting the urge to remove micromanaging Mike from the running by throttling him herself, Hannah has her plate full. Trouble is, when it comes to cookies - and to murder - there's always room for one more . . .